A Tale Of Two Poems

My Courageous Companion My courageous companion How mistaken you are for a fool When you speak of the beauty of rain When you trust when there is no proof When you are willing to lose while the game is to win When you serve while others ask When…

Inspiration: Sherri’s Story

Colorectal Cancer Survivor and philanthropist, Sherri Graves Smith is the author of the series of children’s books, Game Day Rules. Prior to becoming an author of children’s books, Sherri Graves Smith joined The Coca-Cola Company’s Legal Division as an attorney in November 2000. After taking an overseas assignment as…

Memories Light the Corners of My Mind

October 1987, Age 7: After being carefully dressed Mom exquisitely plaits my sister’s hair before tying a yellow ribbon at the fine edges of her long hair. In spite of trying to cover up it was difficult to hide the cute dumbfounded look on Ami’s face. Soon my…

Healing = Forgiveness

As I grow older and see fewer years in front of me than behind me, I see the need for several areas of healing. One of the primary areas of healing for me is forgiveness. Forgiveness is just what it implies, forgiving others and most of all forgiving…

Warrior

Pepe Villegas, a native son of Puerto Rico, began a love affair with the arts that would take him from the halls of universities, to the cover of magazines, and to the walls of some of the most prestigious art galleries and museums.  http://vimeo.com/95763991http:/5763991 What began as a…

The Late Bloom

She was slow in coming to herself… A late bloomer as they say. Too shy as a child… Scared. She walked quietly and softly. Afraid of setting off the emotional physical bombs that could explode at any moment for any reason… A ghost, perhaps? Her innocence lost too soon, the…

Put A Spin On It

I started spinning fire after watching it at a camping trip with some good friends. It looked cool, and I wanted to try. I was hooked from that point. I have been spinning since February of 2010. Because you need  plenty of room to move, dance, and flow,outdoors…

“Muscle who?!”

When first meeting my husband, Bob, he introduced himself as a native of  “Muscle Shoals.” He thought I would recognize Muscle Shoals rather than Sheffield, the Shoals town where he was raised. Like any other Yankee, I responded, “Muscle who?” That’s when he began to tell me about…

Losing Life and Growing My Garden

My yard grew freely the past two summers. My husband had died in August of 2012. Since then, I have been too busy trying to figure out my life. Currently and thankfully, I’m recovering from depression. The winter kept kicking out waves of arctic blasts. It was too…

Why I Go to Counseling: My Messy Beautiful

by Caroline McGraw I’ve never shared this in a public forum before, but here goes: I go to counseling twice a month. The stigma of seeking support is lifting – in fact, April is Counseling Awareness month – but it still takes courage to admit it. Why? Because when…